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Gregory Malfoy	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7483 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter eight

Harry smiled slightly nervously as they walked into the new and very expensive café in Diagon as he spotted Gregory, Marcus, Carina and Mikhail seated at a very private table near the back. They all stood when they spotted Harry and his group making him feel even more nervous. Sure he had met them before and they had all been nice to him, but he hadn't been being courted by Gregory then.

Remus placed his hand on Harry's back and gently urged him forwards when his pause was threatening to become a little too long, Hermione's hand in his gave a gentle squeeze. He wanted this to go well so badly, and he was worried that they weren't going to all get along. Sucking in a deep breath he led the way through the café to the Malfoys fighting the urge to run screaming from the place, why did he have to choose a partner with such an intimidating family?

And then Gregory had reached for him, his scent was surrounding him, his body warmth soaking into him, and then his lips were on his. Closing his eyes he slipped his arms around Gregory's waist as the older man's hand cupped his face gently. The kiss was gentle and chaste, they remembered whose company exactly they were in, but the contact with Gregory calmed down the nerves in his stomach. Pulling apart he smiled at Gregory's warm blue eyes as they scanned his eyes.

"Hey," Harry smiled.

"Hello," Gregory smiled back brushing a piece of hair out of Harry's eyes.

"Harry it is wonderful to see you again," Carina smiled reaching forward and kissing both of Harry's cheeks. He blinked slightly surprised but smiled at the woman when she pulled back.

"Its nice to see you again too. Erm, this is Remus Lupin, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom," Harry stepped back to Gregory's side as he introduced the four of them.

"This is my grandfather Marcus, my mother Carina, and my younger brother Mikhail," Gregory introduced his side of the family before holding his hand out to Remus who's eyes had not left him, intently taking in the interation between him and Harry. "And I am Gregory,"

"I have heard a lot about you," Remus smiled slightly accepting the hand.

"Remus!" Harry hissed as his cheeks lit up making him bury his face into Gregory's arm as they turned a darker red. Marcus let out a deep chuckle of amusement even as his faded blue eyes shone with something that none of them could really name.

"It is a pleasure to meet you all, Harry has told us enough about you to have made me eager to meet you," He smiled shaking Ron's hand and placing a kiss on Hermione's before turning to shake Neville and Remus's hands.

"Thank you for inviting us," Hermione said politely as they all shuffled to get seated, Harry ending up between Gregory and Remus, blushing a little again when Gregory pushed his chair in for him before seating himself. The round table just seated them all comfortably and allowed everyone to see each other.

"It is a pleasure, and it is nice to meet Harry's family, especially considering the recent developments," Marcus smiled at Harry and Gregory, the smile getting wider when Harry automatically reached up to play with his necklace.

"I admit it is nice to get the chance to meet your real family and not the one that is whispered about," Remus said softly.

"Ah yes, our family have been too long dipped into the dirt. Hopefully we will be able to ease the stain that has creeped upon our family name," Carina sighed.

"One of you having a relationship with the Chosen One will speed that along," Remus said lightly, but his eyes were sharp.

"Remus!" Harry choked horrified at the accusation but before he could say anything else Gregory brushed his fingers along his cheek getting his attention and stopping his family from responding. With a small smile Gregory shook his head before raising determined eyes to meet Remus's.

"I can understand why you would think that that could be a motive for me to court Harry, I completely understand why that would be a worry, and I know that is what a lot of people are going to think. But my request to court Harry was purely because of Harry and not anyone else the wizarding world believe him to be," Gregory said firmly.

"Just Harry," Hermione smiled softly, the four teenagers at the table seemingly sharing some inside knowledge as they smiled at each other.

"There is no motivation of this towards being a good way to start improving your name in the wizarding community again?" Ron asked calmly, his eyes scanning over all four Malfoy's.

"We know that our reputation is to be cold, but family is the most important thing to us. There hasn't been a courting contract in the Malfoy family since my great grandfather," Marcus said honestly. "My son was foolish, and greedy, but unfortunately he was very good at hiding it until it was too late, the rest of us put family first and foremost,"

"We would never encourage any of our family to court for anything but love, we don't marry for money or fame, we have more than enough of that," Mikhail added.

"We're sorry to have started on such a note," Remus smiled his normal warm smile, clearly satisfied with their answers.

"It is understandable that you would be worried as to our intentions towards this matter, you care for Harry and want to best for him," Carina shook her head.

"Welcome to Mike's Magical Meals and Drinks. Here's your menus, I'm your waitress Dawn, can I get you anything to drink?" The waitress smiled overly brightly at them all as she bounced over to the table, the menus floating to infront of everyone and hovering till they took them. After they all placed their various drink orders they turned to their menus. "When you decide what you want just tap it with your wand and your order will be placed,"

"I'm starving," Ron groaned happily eyeing the meals.

"You're always hungry," Harry, Neville and Hermione snorted.

"I'm a growing boy," Ron pouted.

"Ron you came into your majority last year, you're not going to grow anymore," Neville said dryly peering over his menu at the redhead.

"Thank Merlin," Harry added in the mutter getting a chuckle from Remus, Gregory and Marcus who heard him.

"I believe that you two are engaged?" Mikhail asked Hermione and Ron, who as normal both nodded to the question.

"They spend seven years dancing around each other and end up going out then engaged within two months," Harry laughed grinning at the twin glares he was getting.

"I believe you are expecting your first?" Remus asked Mikhail who somehow managed to look pale and happy at the same time. Grinning as he remembered Gregory saying he had been panicking Harry ducked behind his menu shooting a look at Gregory whose eyes were shinging with amusement when they met his own.

"Yes, my wife is six and a half months along," Mikhail nodded.

"I was a complete mess by this point when Tonks was pregnant, she suddenly decided that we had nothing ready and had to have everything ready in a month, I have never had to work so hard in my life," Remus shook his head. "Totally worth it though,"

"Teddy is a very cute baby," Gregory spoke up.

"Ah of course you saw him when you visited," Remus smiled proudly.

"He's a really good baby, and I got a little practise in for when the new Malfoy is around," Gregory chuckled. "Did you get into trouble for your reporters?" He asked Harry.

"Nah, just as I said Kingsley came round, had a grumble, cup of tea and relaxed a little," Harry smiled at the concern for him.

"Harry thinks he gets away with it because no one wants to punish the hero of the hour, but Kingsley sees him as a little brother, he can't say no to Harry or tell him off," Remus snickered.

"Not to mention the puppy dog eyes, you should watch out for that, Harry's puppy dog eyes can have you crumbling in seconds," Neville nodded to Gregory.

"Sirius taught them to him, we didn't stand a chance after that," Remus sighed shaking his head before grinning when Harry lightly shoved him.

"Thank you for the warning, I will remember that," Gregory chuckled placing his arm along the back of Harry's chair.

"You're giving away all my secrets," Harry protested in a mock huff before he brightened and turned to Gregory. "Oh yes, thank you for the solicitor by the way, he's brilliant. Though I think he may be eagerly planning a full scale attack on the Prophet,"

"Ah you spoke to Mr Blackcreep?" Carina asked.

"Yes, he's said that the best thing to do is go for them for everything that they have printed over the years to show that we are serious, that includes taking pictures and publishing damaging articles on a minor," Harry nodded.

"He's also requested that I give permission for him to put in complaints on my behalf for the articles printed about me during Fourth year to give him more power to go after them with," Hermione said with a slightly vicious smile.

"Ah yes, I remember those articles, they claimed that you were together correct?" Marcus asked pointedly.

"Hermione and I were never together, she's like my little sister, they were just going for as much amunition as possible," Harry shook his head in answer to the unspoken question.

"If you do not mind me asking, how did you manage to get Ms Skeeter to write that article for you in your fifth year?" Mikhail asked before looking confused when the four teens started laughing, a glance to Remus showed he was also looking extremly confused.

"Sorry, just…ah good memories," Harry managed to say through his laughter.

"The days when we were sweet, innocent and young," Ron agreed.

"Please, that was the year that you ran an illegal Defence Against the Dark arts club right under Umbridge's nose, helped the twins torture her with their jokes and gave her an ever lasting fear of centaurs after you led her into the Forbidden Forest," Remus snorted.

"Well, aside from that then," Neville grinned.

"Ms Skeeter is an illegal animagus, she turns into a beetle, I discovered her secret at the end of our fouth year and kept her in a jar for a month before releasing her upon the agreement that she would watch exactly what her quill wrote about Harry," Hermione smirked.

"I knew I would enjoy meeting you," Marcus chuckled clapping his hands after a few moments silence as they absorbed what they were being told.

"You guys are unbelievable. Its amazing I'm not greyer," Remus shook his head.

"And just think you have the second of the second generations of Marauders to grow up yet," Harry laughed patting Remus on the shoulder as he groaned.

"Wow this looks really nice," Hermione sighed as her ham, cheese and tomato open sandwich appeared in front of her along with her drink. Harry hummed as he took his first bite of his cheese jacket potatoe. He had been so nervous that he hadn't been able to have anything to eat that morning so any food would have been heavenly, but the poatoe was baked to perfection and the cheese was incredibly tasty.

"I trust there will be no food fights today, I think hot potatoe and cheese may hurt," Gregory murmured into Harry's ear making him laugh at the memory of Gregory's face, sparkling green eyes lifted to meet Gregory's eyes, smiling at the shine he saw in them.

"I knew I should have gone for the cold pasta," he pouted.

"Ah, I will thank the deities for small mercies then, would you like a taste the open sandwiches are delicious from here," Gregory asked holding a small forkful of the warm chicken sandwich with a light garlic and herb sauce on it. Thinking how nice it smelt Harry automatically leant forwards and took the offerd bite before humming lightly again as the taste spread over his tongue. The café definitely lived up to its reputation.

"That's really nice, want a try?" He grinned holding out a fork full of his own. He had to quickly look away with a blush growing on his cheeks when Gregory's tongue darted out to wipe at the faint layer of grease the cheese had left on his lower lip, but that didn't really help as he was met with the stares of everyone else at the table who had apparently been watching the interaction.

"You two are very natural with each other," Carina smiled getting Gregory's attention from where he had been looking at Harry slightly confused. Harry smiled pleased seeing Neville grinning at him amused, but clearly happy for him.

"Gregory said you managed to track your family down Ms Granger? That was a very, very inventive way to keep them safe by the way," Marcus smiled at Hermione who looked inordinantly pleased at the compliment, especially from a Malfoy, which was one of the things she had been nervous about coming to meet them.

"Thank you, yes we managed to track them down safely, after following them almost across the entire length of Australia. Once again we were forced into a tent," Hermione rolled her eyes.

"It must have been a little more relaxing this time around though?" Gregory asked before looking confused when Harry and Neville both started laughing.

"Don't tease him!" Hermione scolded though she was looking more than a little amused herself while Ron had turned a spectacular shade of red to the tips of his ears.

"Ron ah didn't really enjoy the wildlife in Australia," Neville choked out through his snickers.

"The spiders took a liking to me, I found seventeen in my belongings," Ron pouted scowling between Harry and Neville who hadn't managed to get control of their laughter yet. Remus started snickering behind his hand, looking appologetically at Ron when he turned to scowl at him.

"I take it you do not like spiders?" Mikhail asked looking between them.

"I've had a few bad experiences with spiders," Ron sighed.

"Amen to that," Harry snorted managing to calm enough to take a sip of his iced coffee.

"Bad experiences with spiders?" Gregory asked curiously.

"Just a little," Harry scrunched his nose at the memories of his spider run ins.

"There is a story there," Marcus said, the question in his tone.

"Well the first time I had a run in with spiders my twin brothers thought that it would be a good idea to turn my teddy bear into a spider, the one that I was holding at the time, I was completely freaked out by it of course and I hated spiders ever since. Then we had the Forbidden Forest episode," Ron shuddered slightly.

"The Forbidden Forest?" Remus choked his eyes widening.

"It was during out Second year, during the Chamber of Secrets, Hagrid to defend himself told us to follow the spiders. The Creature was a basilisk, which spiders are scared of so they were running from the castle, but also the creatures that Hagrid was accused of letting loose into the castle the first time was a Acromantula that escaped to the Forbidden Forest," Harry started explaining.

"So of course, we just had to follow the trail of spiders into the forest, at night, with only Fang - Hagrid's dog - with us. We followed them right into the forest and in the Acromantula's den where Aragog and his children lived. He gave us information and proved to us that Hagrid was innocent, but unfortunetly the no eating rule only applied to Hagrid. We ran for it, luckily Hary knew one spell to fight them off, and then my dad's enchanted car that we had driven to school at the start of the term, showed up and rescued us, not before we had been chased through half the forest by about fifty huge spiders," Ron groaned shuddering slightly.

"Then of course there was Harry's run in with the acromantula in the maze," Neville said seeing that Harry wasn't going to say anything.

"Maze? The Triwizard tournament?" Gregory frowned slighty.

"Yes, one of the creatures in the maze was an acromantula that decided it was going to have a little nibble on my leg," Harry said reluctantly.

"How big of a nibble?" Gregory asked looking as though he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know.

"Enough that I was in pain, but not enough that I couldn't run," Harry shrugged. "Fawkes healed it for me after I got back to Hogwarts,"

"I can see why you wouldn't like spiders," Carina shivered slightly.

"And unfortuntely that is one of their tamer stories. Its no wonder I have turned grey early," Remus said dryly running his hand through his hair.

"Our crowning jewel has to be Gringotts," Ron grinned.

"That will be hard to beat," Harry nodded with a laugh.

"Not that you are going to try," Remus said warningly.

"Of course not," Harry chuckled. "We've done enough for a lifetime,"

"Two lifetimes," Ron nodded.

"Which is why you have agreed to tke on training to be a curse breaker?" Hermione raised her eyebrow at the red head who gave a relaxed shrug.

"Do you mind me asking about your NEWT's? Draco has not really been willing to even look into it, but we have heard that anything gained last year has basically been made nul and void for obvious reasons," Mikhail asked carefully but Neville laughed.

"Yes I am physical proof of those reasons," he snickered.

"You are as bad as him you know," Hermione sighed pointing at Harry who looked mock offended.

"Luna says she thinks they make me look rugged," He said easily stroking his hand along a still scar ridden cheek.

"We are allowed to resit our exams, or sit them in our case, next May with this years seventh years, it gives everyone nearly a year to recover, revision etc," Harry explained ignoring Ron and Neville who were bickering over whether scars were distinguishing or not.

"What will you do for a year?" Carina asked curiously.

"Well aside from revision there is still a lot of restoration efforts being made, myself, Harry and Ron have been requested to go over everything that we have done in the last year and all the things we know with the unspeakables which will probably take a while, Harry has some ideas of things he wants to do. We'll be kept busy," Hermione chuckled.

"The Ministry are chasing after us for various posistions," Harry sighed after finishing his last bite of his lunch and sunk back slightly into his chair.

"The Ministry?" Marcus asked.

"Heads and under Heads of departments are all getting in contact with us trying to temp us into their department, being able to claim one of the Golden Trio or Leader of the resistance of Hogwarts in their department would be a big step on the ladder," Ron snorted turning away from compairing Neville to Mad Eye.

"You are being Head Hunted," Marcus nodded in understanding.

"We're going to have to be careful about what jobs we accept from now on, otherwise we are likely to be turned into media circus," Harry sighed. He turned and smiled slightly at Gregory when the older man placed his arm along the back of Harry's chair.

"What do you want to do?" Carina asked curiously.

"I am set to go into Curse Breaking, my brother and our…skill with Gringotts caught the Goblins attention. Luckily they are greatful enough after the amount of Goblins V…Voldemort killed to overlook our break in and turn it into a good thing. They are also willing to start training me after Christmas even without my NEWT's," Ron smiled.

"I am going to be helping replant and re set the greenhouses at Hogwarts and work in them till after my NEWT's then Professor Spout wants to train me in a Mastery to be her replacement," Neville smiled humbly even though Harry was grinning proudly at him.

"I am going to concentrate on passing my NEWT's first before I consider my career, although I am considering taking a Mastery in Charms," Hermione sighed.

"I did want to be an auror, but I have seen enough violence, I'm considering what I am going to do," Harry shrugged.

"I am sure you will come up with something," Gegory gently stroked his fingers up Harry's neck managing to pull a shiver from him.

"What are we doing here? Where are we?" Harry asked curiously looking around the bright, warm sunny area that had portkeyed to. They were standing in a harbour on a beautiful turquoise blue seas, the harbour was made of a glowing white stone, and filled with dozens of various sized boats.

"We are in Greece, and as for what we are doing here…" Gregory smirked as he tugged Harry forwards by their joined hands. Harry's suspicions grew as Gregory led him along the harbour to where a man was waiting by a large boat.

"Master Gregory! A pleasure as normal, and your guest, Master Harrison," The man smiled brightly when they reached him, his skin was tanned a deep bronze colour and he looked around 25, his smile wide and welcoming when he shook their hands.

"Its good to see you Aetos," Gregory nodded as he shook his hand.

"Everything is ready Master Gregory," Aetos said pleasently before jogging up the gang plank onto the boat making Harry's eyes widen.

"Shall we then?" Gregory held out his hand again.

"This is our date?" Harry smiled biting his lip.

"Yes. Is that alright?" Gregory asked, though going by the tone in his voice he didn't need Harry's answer.

"I suppose it will do," Harry shrugged before laughing when Gregory tugged him into a kiss.

"Come on my minx," Gregory said warmly before tugging Harry onto the boat. Harry gazed around in wonder at the boat he was being led onto, while he said boat the damn thing was about 30 ft long and looked as though it had enough space for about thirty people comfortably. But what else could you expect from a Malfoy?

Gregory led him to the prow of the boat just as the engines fired up, the sound of an electric motor missing and instead replaced with a soft, rumbling murmur. At the prow was a large space where a blue blanket had been placed down on the floor with a mound of cushions on top, a large basket sat to one corner with what looked like a cooler next to it. Laughing Harry took it all in in disbelief as he made his way to the front of the boat, looking at the sparkling expanse of sea that could be seen around them as the boat glided out of the harbour.

"Now I know why you insisted on the swimming trunks," Harry said turning back to Gregory, knowing that the man hadn't turned away from him yet.

"I wanted it to be a surprise," Gregory nodded.

"It really is. I've never been out of the country before," Harry admitted looking back out over the sea and to the green hills behind them on the island they had portkeyed to. So completely different to anywhere he had seen at home.

"Never?" Gregory frowned slightly.

"My relatives took holidays but they would never have dreamt of taking me with them," Harry shrugged.

"I'll take you anywhere you want to go Harry," Gregory said firmly making Harry turn back to him. Meeting those sea blue eyes that were only even more blue as though reflecting the sea Harry read the honesty in his words and could see the growing feelings Gregory held for him written clearly on his face. Holding out his hands in request he wrapped them tightly around Gregory's waist when the older man stepped against him, he lifted his head to brush feather light kisses along Gregory's jaw before pressing their lips together as his eyes fluttered shut. Being with Gregory like this pushed away any doubt or panic he felt when they weren't together, pushed away the natural insecurities he had had drummed into his head when he could taste Gregory's desire for him, and feel him holding him firmly but gently as though he afraid he would disappear like mist in his arms. Flicking his tongue over Gregory's lips he pulled back, his face completely content as he met those eyes again.

"Right now I am more than happy being right here with you," Harry responded brushing a few strands of long blonde hair that had escaped Gregory's pony tail with the increasing wind behind his ear.

"Then lets enjoy it," Gregory nodded. Stepping back to the blanket Harry watched him with wide eyes as he started undressing, removing his shoes and socks before quickly unbuttoning his robes and throwing him off to the side, quickly followed by his shirt. Harry felt his mouth going dry as his eyes hungrily feasted on the rapidly exposed tanned flesh of Gregory's chest and stomach, Gregory's very defined and muscled tanned chest and stomach that was leaving Harry's mouth dry and his head worryingly spinning. He had to grip onto the rails of the boat behind him when the shirt was removed from the broad, defined shoulders he had only before been allowed a hint of an idea of when his hands were stroking along them, which were in fact better than he had managed to imagine them, which was saying something.

Leaning back heavily he watched slightly wide eyed as Gregory's hands drifted to the buttons of his trousers and without any embarrassment what so ever pulled them down to reveal his slightly fitted deep blue swimming trunks, but even better powerful corded thighs and calfs dusted with golden hair that made Harry tighten his grip in the railings almost painfully. When devious blue eyes met his own and a smirk tugged at the sensuous mouth and realised he had just been given an intentional show.

"Do I need to pay you now?" Harry asked slightly breathlessly before laughing at the confused look that replaced the smug one.

"Pardon?"

"There are some muggles who take their clothes off and get paid for it, I think you would put them all out of a career, or make a very good living from it," Harry explained.

"I believe that was a compliment, right?" Gregory asked slowly as he prowled towards Harry making him gulp slightly.

"Definitely, just as it is a good thing you are courting me," Harry nodded.

"And why is that?" Gregory asked as he placed his hands on either side of Harry on the railing.

"Because I am one step closer to ensuring that only I am allowed to touch you," Harry pressed his face against Gregory's cheek, turning so his lips brushed against the warm skin there.

"You are the only one whose allowed to touch me now," Gregory murmured, his hands swept up Harry's back and to his front before he started undoing the buttons on Harry's shirt. He paused halfway through unbuttoning them when Harry sudddenly tensed and gripped his wrists tightly. "What's wrong?"

"I'm…I have scars," Harry answered hesitantly, refusing to lift his eyes from where they were fixed on Gregory's chest.

"Harry everyone has scars," Gregory said softly.

"No…I have…I have bad scars, a lot of them," Harry shook his head tightening his grip even further making Gregory wince. Letting go of Harry's shirt he turned his hands around to shift Harry's grip, taking his hands in his own.

"Harry you are gorgeous to me, with or without scars," Gregory said honestly but when Harry's eyes met his he could see the doubt in them. Kissing the hands in his he kept his eyes locked with Harry's as he finished undoing Harry's shirt and slipped it from his shoulders. Giving Harry a few moments to gather himself he waited before he lowered his eyes and allowed it to roam over Harry's body. He had a good tan forming from the amount of time he had spent outside while on the run and with the amount of work outside he had been doing with the restoration works, unfortuntely for Harry's discomort this meant the silvery scars showed up clearer on his body.

Harry jumped when Gregory's finger gently swept over the scar over his shoulder, the touch was gentle but clearly there. Harry's eyes were locked on Greggory's fingers as they traced each and every one of the scars marring his front, his touch always the same, stroking along the length of each scar before drifting to find the next. His breath seemed harder to catch with each touch until his was breathing heavily, watching the rise and fall of his own chest when Gregory's finger ran the length of the last scar before he lifted his eyes to meet Harry's. Each touch had felt so intimate, almost too much and seemed to light a fire in Harry's chest and his eyes widened when Gregory lifted the same hand and brushed away Harry's finge from his forehead. Involuntarily Harry gripped onto Gregory's wrist as his eyes fluttered shut at the gentle, stroking finger that traced out the shape of the lightning bolt on his forehead. When he felt soft lips brushing over it he shuddered slightly at the feeling it started through his body.

"Did that hurt? It still feels like it's healing," Gregory asked concerned, pulling back with a small frown.

"It's the first time anyone has ever touched it like that. It doesn't hurt, not anymore, that it finally just healing properly," Harry shrugged keeping his eyes closed.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of Harry, you're gorgeous," Gregory sighed brushing his fingers down Harry's cheeks.

"I'm scared," He shook his head.

"That doesn't make you any less gorgeous. Scars show us where we have been, they don't dictate where we are going," Gregory tilted his head back making him open his eyes so he could look at him. There was nothing but honesty in them making Harry's relax a little.

"I like that," He smiled slightly.

"It's something I have heard. You don't ever have to hide from me Harry, I am not going to think any less of you because you have been scarred, it shows me some of the things that you have had to go through, and have managed to come out the way you have is something to be proud of," Gregory shook his head.

"Thank you," Harry smiled slightly against Gregory's chest as he leant forwards. Resting his cheek against the sun warmed skin he looked out over the endless the sea the boat was ploughing across, the back and forth motion of the boat, the warm safe arms wrapped firmly around him, the noise of the waves, and the soft, steady thump thump thump underneath his ear driving away the last of his fears of Gregory's reaction.

Harry was sure that his face wasn't going to return to its normal shade for at least another four hours. They were sitting on the pillow nest, well he was sitting up, Gregory was sprawled luxuriously on his back, his tanned skin shining a little with sweat - which the bastard managed to make look good! One leg bent at the knee showing off powerful muscles every time he automatcially swayed his leg slightly, his arms behind his head with his eyes closed as he soaked up the sun.

Harry took a hasty swig of the cool white wine that Gregory had taken from the cooler, the man was trying to kill him, or make him pounce on his he was sure. After they had simply stood wrapped around one another for at least twenty minutes enjoying the contact Gregory had persuaded him over to the pillows, and out of his trousers so he was only wearing his red and gold swim trunks - which had gotten a chuckle from Gregory and a hasty explination he had gotten them off Viktor Krum as a joke for a christmas present as they sent each other items themed from the tasks.

Then he had found himself seated on the - naturally - scrumptiously soft pillows that still somehow managed to provide support at the same time, while Gregory fished out two glasses and poured them some of the delicious wine before settling comfortably back onto the pillows looking for all the world like some Greek god on holiday. And Harry didn't know which of the beautiful sites to take in, the endless sparkling sea, the close by land where he could make out some villages, ruins, fields, hills and valleys, or Gregory. It really was a hard choice, and it was leaving him feeling more and more flustered.

"If you are truly uncomfortable you your state of undress then I won't be offended if you wish to put your shirt on," Gregory's voice snapped him out of his stewing session turning to find blue eyes watching him concerned.

"Its not my 'state of undress' that is causing me problems," Harry snorted turning quickly away, better make that five hours before he retained any state of normal colouring. He let out a squeak…manly noise of shock…when a warm body suddenly wrapped itself around him from behind, two tanned legs that he had not seen moving appeared on either side of him, and he was pulled back against the chest he had been three steps away from drooling over.

"What sort of problems would they be?" Gregory spoke right into his ear, causing delighted shivers, and despite the heat, goosebumps to errupt over his skin.

"You know exacty what sort of problems," Harry grumbled despite finding himself relaxing back into Gregory's chest.

"There is nothing to be shy about my minx," Gregory squeazed him gently as Harry's fingers foung Gregory's plait which had slipped over their shoulders and started playing with the end.

"Just seeing you makes me react it ways I haven't reacted to anyone else before," Harry grumbled, huffing when Gregory's chuckle rumbled into his ear.

"That is a good thing," Gregory laughed.

"For you maybe," Harry scowled slightly giving the plait in his hands a gentle tug.

"Do you think I do not react to you every time I see you? That yesterday despite my family and your family being there I did not just want to grab you and kiss you until both of us forgot where we were," Gregory asked lowly, his hand stroking along Harry's inner thigh in an arousing, but almost absent manner.

"Well, when you put it like that," Harry laughed, annoyed slightly at how breathless he sounded.

"You dislike that you react so easily to me?" Gregory asked, a little of the seduction gone from his voice and was replaced with confusion. Something Harry didn't want. Placing his wine glass safely to the side, Harry placed one hand over the top of Gregory's and ran his other along the leg on his right.

"It is not that I don't like it, its just it scares me a little, no one has had this pull on me before, my body has never reacted so quickly and easily to someone else's presense," Harry admitted.

"You know I would never pressure you into something that you are not ready for?" Gregory asked softly nuzzling the skin behind Harry's ear.

"I know that, that's not what scares me. I guess I just feel so strongly for you already, and react so easily to you, I am worried what I will feel for you three weeks, three months down the line, and that…" Harry drew off lowering his head, he didn't want to say it out loud, it sounded so childish and silly.

"Harry, you will not be left being the only one feeling so much," Gregory said, clearly managing to guess the words Harry hadn't wanted to say. And he didn't sound amused, if anything he sounded relieved. "Harry, every time I have seen you you manage to pull me in even more. I swore to myself that I would never open myself to the hurt of sending out another contract, I had decided that I was just not one of those people blessed to have a real love in their life. And then you walked into our dinning room and managed to blow apart every single walls I had pulled up to protect myself apart with one glance and a blush," Gregory laughed shaking his head as Harry raised wide eyed to look at him.

"Gregory…"

"You are something completely different Harry Potter, and even though I knew there was a good chance I would be rejected, I could not stop myself from sending out the Courting Offer, because it would hurt more to have not done so and wonder. You are not the only one afraid how how quickly their feelings are developing and of being the only one," Gregory smiled at him warmly.

"You're like the sun," Harry sighed dropping his head back onto Gregory's shoulder and closing his eyes as his scent surrounded him.

"Sorry?" Gregory wasn't exactly sure where that had come from.

"You're like the sun. You practically glow whenever you smile and your golden, every time I'm with you I feel a little warmer, you drive out the cold I didn't even realise had sunk in. You're so intense, so powerful and strong, and I'm worried if I get too close you will burn me out, but when we're not together I just want to see you again to be close to you and bask in the warmth you give out," Harry admitted, his blush returning but he didn't care, it felt good to say the things that had been in his mind since the first day he really met Gregory.

"Anytime," Gregory promised. Harry watched the scenery again, this time from with in Gregory's arms, feeling his body against him instead of having the distraction of staring at it.

"Master Gregory?"Aetos's voice called from somewhere close by but not intruding making Gregory groan reluctantly.

"Go on, I'll top up our glasses," Harry smiled turning his head slightly to kiss him. Gregory gripped his chin hand pressed deeper into the kiss, using his grip to angle Harry's head at a better angle, his tongue sliding in to tease Harry's until when he pulled back they were both breathless and Harry was looking more than a little dazed.

"I'll be right back," He promised kissing Harry softly before untwining from him and standing up. Harry turned and reached into the cooler where the wine was being kept at exactly the right temperature - according to Gregory - through cooling spells, but he froze reaching out when his eyes caught something on Gregory's back that caused an extremely interesting reaction.

When Gregory walked back over five minutes later, it was to find Harry sitting staring blankly over the railings, his topped up glass in hand and with a blush to rival how red he had been before. When Harry jumped and spun around looking guilt as he heard Gregory's footsteps Gregory began to get a little worried.

"Harry? Are you alright?" He asked slowly scanning Harry's face.

"Yes," Harry choked out quickly before taking a breath. "Sorry, its just…when you got up to leave I noticed something,"

"Yes?" Gregory frowned wondering what Harry had noticed, his mind scanning through numerous options. Surely Aetos would have warned him if he had something stuck to his back.

"Do you have a tattoo?" Harry rushed out leaving Gregory to catch up before he smirked, only smirking wider when Harry glared adorably at him.

"Yes, would like like a closer look?" Gregory asked.

"Don't say it like that!" Harry groaned throwing a pillow at Gregory's chest as his face felt as though it was on fire.

"I apologise," Gregory chuckled sounding very unapologetic. He walked over and replaced the pillow he had caught before lying down on his front, allowing Harry's eyes to draw along his muscled back, sculpted bum which his trunks did every compliment to and down his defined and muscled legs before pulling back up. Honestly the man was a work of art, and Harry had every intention of ensuring that he was his and his alone.

But right now his eyes were drawn to the top of a design in black that he could see peaking over the top of Gregory's trunks on the right side of his lower back.

"You can touch," Gregory told him turning his head so his could watch Harry while resting on his crossed arms.

"If you give permission to do that you might regret it," Harry muttered making Gregory laugh.

"I highly doubt I will be filing molestation charges against you," Gregory shook his head. "You have permission to touch me whenever and however you want,"

"I'm telling you, you will regret that," Harry laughed before pulling his Gryffindor confindence together, kneeling up he brushed a kiss along Gregory's shoulder blades and down his back, listening to his hitching breaths and soft groans. The slight tang of the salt in Gregory's sweat only drove Harry's senses higher and he couldn't help but swirl his tongue over the ink marked skin he had been aiming for before he lifted his head.

Slowly and suddenly, ridiculously, feeling a little shy Harry hooked the waistband of Gregory's tunks and pulled them down enough to reveal his tattoo.

"An eagle?" Harry asked, running his finger over the beautiful and detailed work.

"When I was a child and a teenager, no matter how much mother tried, we were always expected to have a certain standard of behaviour, always expected to achieve the best results in everything, we always had to be immaculate. Going to Hogwarts wasn't the escape I had hoped it to be, instead I had to wear the act whenever I was in public view of anyone from my house incase work got back to my father. I had a thought after we had a lesson on animgus transformations that if I could be any animal I would be an eagle, they are free to fly around the skies as and where they wish, and they are fierce enough to protect themselves and those they love. When we managed to esacpe, I had this done as a mark of my freedom, and of ensuring that no matter how far away we were, I would never allow Lucius to become like our father," Gregory explained.

"Thank you for telling me that," Harry said softly pressing another kiss to the eagle. "I really like it, it suits you,"

"Never think of getting something done yourself?" Gregory asked tugging Harry down onto the cushions and turning onto his side so that they could look at each other.

"I've considered it yes, I just can't decide what I want done. Bill had promised to take me to the place he got his tattoo done when I decide," Harry smiled.

"You are very close to him yes?" Gregory said with something in the tone of his voice that made Harry look at him.

"You're jealous?" He grinned amused.

"No…not jealous just…" Gregory frowned making Harry laugh and put him out of his misery.

"Bill is completely straight, and like a big brother to me. I had a brief crush on him when I met him, but that's it. And besides I do not want to even imagine what Fleur would do to anyone that even imagined having an affair with Bill," He laughed wriggling closer to kiss Gregory. "I will never cheat on you,"

"Never say never," Gregory smiled sadly before starting when Harry's hands gripped his face tightly.

"Never," He said firmly. Gregory scanned his face intently before smiling softly and leaning forwards to kiss Harry again, it wasn't an accptance of Harry's words but it would do for now.

For the next two hours they simply lay, sometimes in silence but most of the time talking about various things as they either sunbathed, looked out over the sea or sat staring at each other. Harry discovered the basket held their lunch, a greek salad with cheese and a delicious dressing, a cheesy pasta dish, chicken pieces that they ate with their fingers and a mouth watering chocolate mouse to finish.

Harry was lying on his front with his head resting on his arms and turned towards Gregory where he was lying on his back, his eyes closed as he soaked in the sun after their meal. Harry was trying to explain various things from the muggle world that he intended to try that he hadn't been allowed or had been spoiled for him in his childhood, including Amusement parks, the zoo, cinemas and things like that.

"I think I would like to go and see this cin…ema, it sounds very interesting," Gregory said thoughtfully. Harry blinked once before he burst out laughing, the put out look on Gregory's face not helping any.

"I'm sorry, I just had this image of taking you and all your family to a muggle cinema, all of you sitting there in your suits and dresses that probably cost more than most of the muggles in the threate make in a month," Harry wiped a tear away and pressed his lips to Gregory's bicep in apology. Gregory merely snorted looking slightly amused himself at the image Harry had painted.

"Yes well, perhaps the two of us could go for one of our dates?" Gregory suggested.

"You'd come with me?" Harry smiled. "To the muggle world?"

"I trust you to lead me right, it will be an interesting and new experience for me. Besides this cinema idea sounds very interesting. And its something you want to do," Gregory shrugged. He blinked at the nearly blinding smile he received in return, but none the less looked pleased with himself for clearly making Harry happy.

"It's a deal," Harry nodded.

"That was amazing," Harry sighed contently, feeling lazy and tired despite having just laid down all day as he and Gregory stepped back onto the harbour beside Aetos who was grinning between them.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Gregory smiled brushing a kiss to the nape of Harry's neck before holding his hand out to Aetos. "Thank you my friend,"

"Master Gregory allows me to use his boat whenever, taking him and his partner out is not a problem," Aetos shook his head looking amused as he shook it.

"It was nice to meet you, thank you," Harry smiled shaking the man's hand when it was held out to him.

"You as well young Master, good luck to you both," Aetos nodded his head before climbing back onto the boat.

"I don't think I have enjoyed being on there as much as I have today," Gregory smiled wrapping his arm around Harry's waist as they slowly made their way along the harbour to the portkey point. The setting sun lighting up the white stone into beautiful colours.

"I think that's one of the most amazing days I have had," Harry laughed shaking his head.

"Now that is good to hear," Gregory smiled turning suddenly so he was in front of Harry and pulled him into his chest so he could kiss him. "I can not get enough of you," he admitted softly.

"I don't want you to get enough of me," Harry smiled against his lips, gripping onto his open robes.

"Really?" Gregory smirked.

"Uh huh, because then you will keep coming back for more," Harry grinned sealing their lips together again and just drowning in the scent, taste and feel of Gregory. He would never get enough of this man. Never.
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